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Veterans Suicide

Crossed legged and soaked in grief,
A dark moment, so deep and brief,
I want no pain, to feel relief,
The gun barrel rests between my teeth. 

My family so blessed and there,
I want to love and I want to care,
I want it to end and still be fair,
But I am scarred, so much to bear. 

Where is the help for my broken soul,
So much death has taken its toll,
The void inside me is just like a hole,
Why did we do that last patrol. 

I am sorry mum I can't go on,
The funeral man can play my song,
Just hear my cries, I won't be long,
I'm sure I'll be missed when I am gone.

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Marion

A sad and very touching write x

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Tony Taylor

My Goodness GLEN!!....this is SO perfectly well written in its rhyme scheme.....and shatters the tempo with true melancholic darkness......it's truly a fine write and touches on subject matter that deserves light shining upon it!!.......It's a VERY moving tribute write to those who suffer with the burdens that this life presents so many with!!.......ALL STARS & PINNED!!....Great work my friend!!.......LOVE & ROCKETS!!.......T xo  : )

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Glen Hill

Thank you Tony for your comment, it means a lot to me that you loved it

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Being Me

A powerful write. You've written this well x

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